That night, it was almost 2AM when I and my co-workers decided to go home.
We're fearless to get that much late and drink, because tomorrow's Sunday. We could lie on our bed all day long.
When we part ways, they asked me if I'm okay all alone? I said yes.
I cried that night, while driving on my way home, I cried.
"Do I really have to spend my future birthdays all alone? I wish we didn't grow up so I could still celebrate it with special people around me."
When I finally reached home. I knocked. But no one was there to open the gate for me.
So I climbed up our gate. The moment I opened the door and turned on the lights. I saw something unbelievable—